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“What?” she gasped. She needed more. She tightened further as his cock surged inside her with a rhythm that left her fighting just to hold on to her sanity.
“Protected, Raven,” he groaned, his hand tightening in her hair as he forced her attention to him. “The pill. Goddamn, anything. Are you protected?”
Protected. The pill. Thank God her doctor had prescribed them to regulate her monthly cycles. “Yes…,” she wailed as the pleasure began to clash and careen inside her. “The pill. Yes. Oh God, Reno, harder. Harder…”
He gave it to her harder. Bracing his knees on the couch, the hand at her hip clenching with bruising strength, he gave her what she needed.
“Fuck. Come for me, Raven. Come now, baby.…”
There was no need for the harsh command. She was holding onto the edge, desperate to fly to the center of the shocking heat consuming her. She didn’t come. She didn’t release. She dissolved. She fragmented. She exploded. She lost herself as the pleasure became a white-hot conflagration that ripped through her soul and sent her flying to space and beyond.
She was only distantly aware of him looming over her, driving harder, deeper, as a new, surging flood of heat inside her sent her higher. All she knew was perfection. Merging. A complete, terrifying release that kept her floating as the pleasure slowly receded, leaving her limp and wasted beneath him. And certain that nothing would, or could, ever be the same again.
chapter 3
it was one o’clock in the morning, there wasn’t a chance in hell Morganna was conscious enough to even answer the phone, let alone understand Raven’s bitching. And the man slowly easing from her body looked like a sated demigod as he sat on the couch at her feet.
Uncomfortably aware of her nudity, Raven hauled the thin blanket from the back of the couch as she sat up herself, pulling it around her almost desperately. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her with that eaglelike glare of his.
“You should have told me.” He sighed then, running his hands over his hair as he breathed out roughly. “You weren’t supposed to be a virgin, Raven.”
She turned and gaped at him in disbelief, nearly speechless at his comment and the irritable tone of his voice.
“Well, excuse me, Mr. Experience,” she snapped in reply. “What does my being a virgin have to do with anything anyway? What was I supposed to do, excuse myself and go get fucked by someone else before you had your turn?”
He grimaced before turning his head to look at her. And she really wished he wouldn’t look at her that way. All satisfied and sated and considering another round.
“I wouldn’t try it now if I were you,” he grunted, reaching out to touch her hair as she pulled back from him. “I wouldn’t be happy.”
“And your happiness matters, of course.” She rolled her eyes at that.
She ached in places she had never known existed. A deep, pleasant ache. She wanted to curl up on the couch and sleep for a week, to relish the bone-deep feeling of completion that she couldn’t extinguish. Damn him, he should come with a warning sign.
He didn’t answer, merely watched her. And that was more nerve-racking than the sound of his voice. He could always do that to her. Look at her as though he saw into her soul, or he was a part of her soul. She shivered at the thought.
“I’m going to bed.” She pushed herself to her feet, wondering if she could actually walk now. “God, I must have been insane.”
She wavered as she stood, forcing her legs to steady, wishing she could force the ache building in her chest to go away as easily as she made her legs obey her. Holding the blanket to her tightly, she made it the first step.
“I don’t think so.” He stood up, placing himself in front of her, giving her an up-close view of that gorgeous chest as he did so.
She could feel their combined juices easing from her pussy now, dampening her thighs, reminding her of the pleasure of moments before. That memory sent a shiver racing down her spine and a coil of heat building in the pit of her stomach
again.
His hands gripped her upper arms, his fingers caressing her sensitive skin as she lifted her gaze to his.
“Reno.” She swallowed tightly. “We need to think about this. I need to think about it.”
She couldn’t deal with him now, she had to make sense of this, she had to find her bearings. This was Reno, for God’s sake. She had known him all her life, lusted after him since she was fifteen and shed tears for him while he was on assignment. This was the only man who could break her heart, who could destroy her soul.
He snorted in reply to her desperate words.
“Yeah, like I’m going to give you a chance to come up with excuses to run from me.”
The world spun around her as he lifted her into his arms, turned, and headed for the staircase. She clutched his shoulders, fighting to force back the melting sensation in the center of her chest. He was carrying her, with little or no effort. Taking the stairs quickly and moving into her bedroom.
“I’ll help you shower.”
